"Who dares trespass into my Zhao clan's forbidden grounds?!"
Seeing three figures appear out of nowhere, several people immediately rushed forward with weapons in hand.
But before they could reach Chen Fan, they collapsed one after another, their lives claimed by Nightmare Invocation.
Those slower to react turned pale in shock.
Someone quickly recognized the newcomers and screamed, "It's Chen Fan and Chen Wudao!"
Both Chen Fan and Chen Wudao were famous figures in Great Qian. Not everyone knew them, but someone always did.
"And Zhao Kong! Zhao Kong brought Chen Wudao and Chen Fan here! We're finished!"
The remaining people either scattered in flight or dropped to their knees and begged for mercy. Not one of them dared take the initiative to attack again.
Chen Fan snorted coldly.
His divine sense swept outward. Under Nightmare Invocation, those who had fled collapsed one after another and died on the spot!
Those guarding the underground palace were undoubtedly Zhao Yao's trusted confidants, and most likely his accomplices as well. They deserved to die.
Chen Fan cast a cold glance at the few people around him who were kowtowing and begging for mercy, but he did not immediately kill them all.
It was not because he had gone softhearted or believed they did not deserve death. Rather, one Immortal from the Zhao clan had escaped, and Chen Fan still needed these people to report the situation!
He turned to look at the area before him, covered in layer upon layer of formations.
Chen Fan had some understanding of formations. The Zhao clan had set up a fairly sophisticated defensive formation.
With Chen Fan's strength, forcibly breaking it would not be difficult, but he worried that doing so might cause an accident.
He had come to save someone. If the person inside were